Monday, December 12, 2011

Pink Panthers.

Sarah had her first basketball game of the season on Saturday. This is her third year playing but the first year that she gets to be on an all girl team.

She still doesn't really understand the difference between offense and defense or what exactly she should be doing when she's on the court, but I have high hopes for her this season. Her coaches are really great this year and since she is on a team with all girls her chances of actually getting to touch a ball during the game have increased dramatically. (Little boys are ball hogs and do not like to pass to little girls even when their coach is yelling at them to pass it. At least that has been our experience.)

Here is a picture of her before the game.

Who loves herself and thinks she should be a model?

Sarah's team, the Pink Panthers, got creamed on Saturday. The final score was 29 to 9. The other girls were giants. Sarah is a fairly good sized 2nd grader and these girls were towering over her. (The teams are made of 2nd and 3rd graders so the other team could have been all 3rd graders but even so, they were taller than Peter who is a tall 3rd grader.)

But enough excuses. The other team was just plain better. But that's okay because the way I see it, there's only one way to go from here!

And on a positive note, a teammate did pass Sarah the ball and she actually took a shot. It did not go in but it hit the rim. I was so excited you would have thought she nailed a three-pointer.

I'm looking forward to the next game, which thanks to a bye next week and the holidays, isn't until January. Hopefully by then I will be able to figure out how to take decent action shots!

Do you see my normal sized 2nd grader surrounded by all of those giants? Ringers!

All You Need to Know About Me

My son Peter is 12 1/2, loves to play computer games and eat chicken wings and Lexington style BBQ, although not simultaneously.
My daughter Sarah is 11, enjoys watching YouTube makeup tutorials and practicing what she's learned on me.
In 2014 we lost our infant daughter, Rebecca, to Trisomy 18. Her life was short but, oh, how she was loved.
And my sweet husband, Dan, is an answered prayer.
This is A Mom's Life. And all I'm doing is taking it one day at a time.